SOC 101 (SUBJECT 2)✓

7

- TIGHT SKIRT -

After what felt like hours with Ryth explaining the downsides of watching pornographic content and how addicting it could be, she had kissed my forehead and said, "I'm so proud of you." In the lowest voice possible.

I wondered what she was proud of; I wondered what I had down to make her proud, but she said nothing more after that, and I left it alone. She told me the site I had used was what had eaten up her data. Then she had called Micah to give him a lashing which had ended with him calling her over tonight. I was all alone in the house and her visit to him wasn't lost on me. They probably had sex. In their group, I wondered if that was what they did. All four of them did seem rather comfortable discussing private matters with each other.

Could they be sex buddies? Were they just having fun or was it more than that? Was there a deeper meaning to everything, but I was just the one too blind to see it?

"Ugh!" I groaned, turning my body and digging my face into my pillow.

Even after my shower, when Ryth had left, the wetness between my thighs had come back. My mind kept playing the videos I had watched, and they aroused me. The air was thickening with the smell of it, and I could smell it. It smelt... warm. Moist.

My hands trickled down the dress I had on and I pulled it up to my waist, my cheeks getting hotter as I did and I thought of what my mother would say if she knew what I was about to do. I pulled at the band of my underwear, unintentionally alow, hoping I'd come back to my senses and stop, but it seemed I was too far gone.

My fingers found their way to the source of the wetness and I released the breath I had been holding, trying hard to remember how it had been done in the video I had watched. Maybe doing this would make my body calm, maybe I won't be so aroused anymore.

I searched around helplessly, my fingers wandering as they tried their best to give me the pleasure I had watched the girl on the screen getting. The pleasure that had made her scream loudly and her vagina calm itself. I needed that pleasure; I needed to calm myself down too.

"Why isn't it working?" I yelled after frustratingly rubbing at the flesh between my legs to no avail.

My nipples had hardened, and I saw them poke out through the dress I had on. Nothing was helping, I had done just what the girl did, yet I couldn't find my satisfaction. My body suddenly ached in envy at Celeste and Ryth. Were they always finding their satisfaction? Was that why they sounded so wise, telling me about the things I didn't know? Why was I bothered? I never knew what it meant to get satisfaction, and I lived for 19 years, so why now?

I didn't know the answer. Maybe I shouldn't have left the County after all. With those thoughts in mind, my body welcomed slumber, and I fell asleep.

"Wake up or you'll be late for your classes," Ryth muttered in annoyance as she pushed my body under the covers.

"Theresa!" She whined as she ripped off the covers before letting out a gasp, "Just what were you doing last night?"

"What are you talking about?" I groggily questioned before the cool breeze hit my thighs and my eyes widened.

My hand had stayed in my underwear through my sleep, I had somehow slept through the night without pulling out my hand. And Ryth was still staring at my body.

"Why are you hiding this beautiful body? Why? Answer me, you this evil witch." She turned to her aggressive side as she tackled me on the bed with her frail fingers.

"Stop." I giggled, her hands tickling my sides as I tried to pry them off, "P-please, Ryth."

"No, I'm not answering you." She groaned as she continued with her torture, and I could feel tears rolling down my cheeks as she did.

"Hear me out." I gasped, and she finally stopped.

"I'm listening." She grunted as she sat beside me on the bed with her legs crossed.

"We're not allowed to reveal any part of our bodies at the County. It was considered sinful, and the women who dressed in ways that revealed their bodies were called tempting mistresses. They said they only did so to make man fall to his knees and commit sinful acts with them." I said, my eyes focused on my laps as I pulled down my nightgown.

"Oh, but you didn't treat me in a bad way or act weirdly towards me. What is this County and why are they so judgmental? I wear clothes I feel comfortable wearing, that doesn't mean I'm trying to fu- sorry, have sex with men. That's just wrong." She fumed, and I watched as she held my hands in hers.

"We're dressing you up today." She said with finality and I opened my mouth to disagree but was stopped when she continued, "I don't care about your County, I want to watch you dress up and see how you'll look. Do you have classes today?"

"I don't," I muttered in defeat, refusing to let the smile make its way to the surface.

"Go have your bath then."

I rushed into the bathroom, my eyes making contact with the showerhead over and over till I was finally done. I quickly used my oil to lather my skin with my towel still on before looking at Ryth, who had my skirt in her hand and needle and thread.

"All done. Put it on." She said, passing the skirt to me and a top of hers.

I pulled the skirt on, noting how it was tighter on my body and how it made my shape pop out, I smiled, "Wow."

"Yes, your body is just that, baby girl. Wow."

I threw on the top, and I stared at my reflection in the mirror, falling in love with the woman on the other side more and more. She was sexy; she was me. I hoped she was because she looked beautiful.

"Do you ever comb your hair?" She asked as she pulled me on a chair, bringing out her combs and accessories.

She styled my hair to bring out my face before adding pins to the sides. She gave me a tiny necklace too, and it was so pretty.

"All done. I knew you had it in you." She stretched as she pulled her bag, "I'm pretty sure I'm late to class as it is, bye-bye pretty lady. Take some pictures. And uh, check the box I dropped on your desk."

She left her phone with me after showing me how to take the pictures she had asked me to. I took some, trying to pose like she used to and smile how she used to. I looked different, almost like I wasn't Theresa anymore, but I knew I still was. My ears had gotten red upon seeing my body in the skirt, and my cheeks had permanently gotten a red hue on them. I still touched the dainty necklace with the curiosity of a kitten to a yarn. I was obsessed with my fresh look.

I knew I couldn't achieve it again without Ryth's help, and I hoped I reached that stage soon, I hoped to dress up this pretty by myself. I contemplated asking her to help me make my other skirts this fitted and tight.

The sound of knocks coming from the entrance stopped me from posing again and I chuckled as I went to open the door, Ryth had a bad habit of leaving her keys behind.

"I should have known you'd forget somethi-" I froze with my mouth parted in surprise, "Mum? What are you doing here?"

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